[Verse 1] Wake up Scroll through Everybody’s doing “fine” Perfect teeth Perfect rooms Perfect little panic in their eyes I pour cheap coffee Into my chipped blue cup Google “how to be a person” Yeah It doesn’t help much [Chorus] What the fuck is normal? Did I miss the meeting? Everybody’s acting like they Got the secret Got the meaning I’m just here existing Trying not to fall apart If this mess is all I’ve got Then this mess is where I’ll start [Verse 2] Call my mom She says “We were weird back then too” Talk to friends They confess “I thought I was the wrong kind of screwed” Line up pills in a row Like tiny traffic cones Try to guide my thoughts Back home [Chorus] What the fuck is normal? Did I miss the briefing? Everyone’s pretending They’re not lost They’re not bleeding I’m just here resisting That polished Plastic heart If this mess is all I’ve got Then this mess is where I start [Bridge] Maybe normal is a story That we’re scared to say is fake Maybe normal is a box We keep trying not to break So I’ll toast the awkward silence And my shaking little hands If this is all there is I think I’m finally in the band (hey!) [Chorus] What the fuck is normal? Can we stop believing? Every crooked Cracked-up soul Is the standard I’m needing I’m just here I’m breathing Ugly Honest Soft and hard If this mess is who we are Then this mess is Kinda art
